Rat BASTARD

[Mike P]

I came home from college today, thanks to my cousin (he's quite bad at driving... I saw Death, and he says "Yo to my homeys"). First, my dog greets me. Then I go upstairs to check on my rat. The rat is gone.

I go downstairs and ask my sister what happened, and thankfully, there is knowledge of this incident taking place. After my mom comes home, I learn that the damned thing is still in my room. After a little while, I go search for it.

After moving various things and almost giving up, I see its little pink nose peeking out at me. This causes me to scream, because it seemed like the thing to do at the time. After about fifteen minutes of chasing, the friggin' thing disappears on me. So I'm taking this little break to lull it into a false sense of security. I think my other sister has a net somewhere around here... wish me luck.